The offender

I suppose gawking out of morbid curiosity is a universal trait. In America they call it rubbernecking. In England crowds used to gather at public hangings or burnings at the stake, to see the condemned in extremis, and how they conducted themselves. For lesser crimes, we had the pillory and the stocks, restraining an offender… Continue reading The offender

Friendly White Sheep

Karleen & I were crossing this meadow on Christmas day, it being a mild winter and the grass still growing enough to be cropped by a flock of sheep. They mostly minded their own business and kept at a distance, except for this one. We thought at first she wanted something from us, perhaps some… Continue reading Friendly White Sheep